Story: Jill's Surprise part 1

"Jill's Surprise" Part 1 by Alucard


Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. OBVIOUSLY! The events described take place thousands years in the future when humankind and aliens co-mingle on a galactic scale. This is a story about the trials of having an inter-species relationship. Enjoy!



Jill softly padded into her latest alien boyfriend's apartment wearing nothing but a pair of killer stiletto heels and a long trench coat over her bare skin. The twenty-six year old holographer had just left the day spa planet Trixan 3, and found herself in a relaxed fog when the notion struck her of how sexy it would be to surprise her lover with spontaneous sex or maybe even a little fantasy role play. When they could get time to be together, he pushed her to the limits of orgasmic bliss. She figured that since she was feeling and looking so wonderful it was time she returned the favor. So when the woman arrived home she quickly donned the outfit, or lack there of, and caught the flying cab to her Abrexian lover's sky-pad home.


The shameless blonde strode into the living space ready to explode with lust and reckless abandon. Unfortunately for the eager young woman, her boyfriend Flanga, wasn't home from work yet. She kicked herself for not calling ahead but then figured she could just wait and surprise her alien boyfriend when he arrived. He always seemed to be working late these days. If he wasn't such a good lover she would have suspected him of cheating. Hopefully this little stunt would make sure the giant space toad think twice about infidelity.


Jill had to admit she was looking scrumptious. The stylists on the day spa planet lived up to their reputation. The curvy little blonde was now delightfully tanned and toned, her nails had a fresh manicure and pedicure and her golden locks were highlighted and styled to perfection. With a little smutty makeup, Jill was looking quite the sensual catch.


The woman sat down at the padded edge of Flanga's lounging pool hoping the Abrexian Space Toad would walk through the door sooner than later. His changing work schedule was really putting a strain on the relationship. Jill just knew this impulsive act was the kick they needed to get their love life back on track. The anticipation the petite blonde felt on the way over to his sky-pad had her squirming the entire trip. Just having to catch a hover-cab so close to dinner on a Friday night meant there were plenty of opportunities of getting caught being naughty. The whole idea was really driving her wild until she hit this snag.


An hour passed with no sign of the Abrexian. Jas time wore on Jill became more agitated. Finally she had enough with waiting around and keyed up Flanga's portable viso-phone on the wall telecom. After a few moments of the usual buzzing and fine tuning the screen came to life with the giant head of Jill's lover coming into focus.


"Oh hey baby doll!" the big yellow toad-man spoke in his usual deep baritone. His voice always made Jill melt when she heard it. "Wow you are looking absolutely beautiful! Did you have something done?"


"Hey Pookie!" Jill smiled broadly as her entire body seemed to blush at his compliment. It was always nice when he noticed something different about her. "Yes lover, I went to Trixan 3 today and I wanted to surprise you."


"Oh so that's why you are calling from my place." He surmised. "Well I'm stuck at work for a while longer. I'll be there as soon as I can."


"I don't know baby…" Jill looked at him sadly but playful. "It's so lonely here. And all I have on is this itchy coat…" With that she very fluidly started to sensuously remove the trench coat exposing one bare shoulder and then the next while swaying her welcoming hips slowly. She had to suppress a grin as the toad's globe sized eyes grew wide. "Oppsies!!!" She then cried as the coat fell about her shapely ankles. Her delectably nude body stood before the screen in all its curvy glory. She batted her big blue eyes and shimmied her chest back and forth causing her c-cups to jiggle deliciously for her captive audience. "Can't you cut out early just this one time?" She was laying it on pretty thick.


The giant toad wiped the drool away from his thick lips. "Honey I can't leave just yet." He stammered on his words while staring at the nude beauty. "But thanks for the motivation Sweetie!"


"Awwww… C'mon lover! I'm so turned on right now. I need you!" She whined.


"Baby the sooner I get off the phone the quicker I can get these reports out and out the door." Flanga hoped she would be a bit more understanding.


Jill took a big sigh and tried not to look disappointed. "Ok love…" she spoke low.


"I'll be home as soon as possible… I promise… Love you!" the Abrexian said before shutting down his phone to get right to work.


Jill was a more than a little let down that her lover didn't drop everything to come be with her. But her disposition changed when thought about his expression at seeing her nude body. She was soon finding herself chuckling and blushing once more at how flustered she had made him. It then suddenly occurred to her that she had blown her surprise by showing him the goods. At least she now had time to find something even more special to do for him. Hopefully it would be something to keep her own juices flowing until he got home. She began to wander about the domicile to help her be a bit more kinky.


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Flanga could hardly believe what he had just seen. His beautiful human girlfriend was waiting at his apartment, stark naked and ready for sex. Once he calmed down and got back to work, he found it so hard to concentrate with Jill's image flashing in his mind that he kept making mistakes. The big alien kept trying to get over the fact that she was a total knock-out. The mutual friend that had introduced the two had said she was short but stacked and Flanga couldn't agree more. The vision of her smooth hourglass shaped body danced in his head over and over while he tried to focus on his work.


The Abrexian had to look away from his computer screen for a moment to try to center his mind on anything but Jill's body. That's when his eyes came to rest on his digital calendar. The hovering device repeatedly flashed an alert that said his older brother was going to be flying in from Abrexa tonight. Flanga cursed his luck figuring he would have to cut his night short with Jill. She was not going to like this. Their relationship was already so strained because he was forced to work so much. He quickly got back to work now that he knew his time with her would be limited. He'd have to skip dinner before heading to the spaceport. But oh well… His lover was worth it!


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Jill paced around Flanga's apartment in the nude save her heels. Seeing as the massive toad's apartment was designed to recreate a swampy atmosphere, the climate controls were set to hot and humid. Combined with the fact that he had already seen what she was offering, she didn't mind being naked so much. As she thought about how she could be more kinky she found herself in his bedroom. Lots of memories came to her as she entered these dark and damp chambers. Thoughts of those hot nights being bent over a Lilly pad in his water bed and taken from behind while half submerged sprang into the young woman's mind. And there was that one time he stood over her as she laid on her back on one of the Lilly pads while he sank his oh so long and dexterous tongue into her sex. She felt a pleasant chill run down her spine and then it came to her. She quickly made her way to the kitchen.


The woman remembered Flanga had a very sophisticated food preparer complete with an android chef who could probably help her pull this idea off. She came to the automaton's closet and activated the door. Immediately the large multi-appendage cylindrical robot rolled forward.


"Greetings! I am Auto-Chef DV8. What would you like me to prepare this evening?" It said in a raspy metallic sounding voice as it turned its silvery dome shaped head toward the woman. "I am programmed with over one million culinary methods and practices ranging from all points across the galaxy to better cater to any palate."


"Ummm… Hi!" Jill said nervously stepping out of the android's way. "I was just wondering if you would help me prepare something for Flanga." She smiled sheepishly at the on looking android.


"Please specify inquiry." The towering robot stated flatly.


Jill still wasn't sure how to articulate what she wanted to try. The whole idea seemed a bit silly to the woman, but if she could pull it off, Flanga would be in for the surprise of his life. "Well, I'd like prepare a special treat for Flanga as a little kinky surprise."


"Please specify…" the robot responded again but then added. "What meal would you like to prepare?"


"This is going to sound so strange…" Jill mustered the courage to say what was in her mind. "But could you prepare me to look like a meal for Flanga?"


"I do not understand the inquiry. Please specify the meal parameters?" the android was built to prepare food not romance. It was drawing a blank. After a moment it offered, "Master Flanga is an Abrexian Space Toad. That particular species diet consists of mostly meats and proteins. What kind of meat would you like to prepare?"


Jill tapped her foot on the tiled floor as a sign that she was starting to get frustrated with the damn thing. She was just about to give up when she realized she just needed to be more direct. "Ummm.. The meat I'd like you to use is human female." She finally stated flatly.


"How would you like that prepared? I have over a thousand recipes for human female," the android was finally given something to work with.


At that revelation Jill stared blankly at the machine. "A thousand recipes… for human?" she repeated dumbfounded.


"Yes. Although in Master Flanga's case I would suggest a non-cooked dish. Most Abrexians prefer their meat to be living when eaten. Would you still like a list of cooking options to choose from?"


"What? NO!" Jill was still in shock. She couldn't fathom the fact that humans were a food product. Her stomach began to knot at that notion. This was a new concept to the young beauty. Scenarios ran through her mind making her feel even more queasy.


After a moment the Auto-Chef chimed up again. "How would you like the human female prepared then?"


Jill snapped too, shaking those scary visions out of her head and got back to the task. Although she was starting to have second thoughts again the gorgeous blond was starting to become more intrigued by the whole process. It was satisfying to know how cunning this idea truly was. Now she had to be careful if wanted this to work.


"Well let's see…" She thought a moment. "Prep the human alive of course. And how about using some sweet oils flavor her with, I guess." This was harder than she expected. "Oh geez, I don't know! Just prepare the human as you normally would in a live gourmet meal. I just want to look five star quality ok? Give me the works! It's a romantic occasion after all. I want the mood to be perfect right down to the lighting. Do you understand?"


"As you wish." the Auto-Chef nodded as a large silver platter came down from a compartment in the ceiling and was placed on the prepping table. "Place the meat on the platter when ready." The robot instructed.


Jill felt a shiver run down her spine. The "meat" the robot was referring to was her. The blonde had never been called a food product before. Suddenly her sex tingled with the prospect of trying something new. She hoped Flanga liked her surprise. The beautiful blonde climbed up onto the table and sat on the platter with her legs curled to the side.


"Scanning… Meat subject selected. Initiating preparing sequence!" After a quick bio-scan the android immediately went to work. It swiftly caught Jill's arms and brought her hands behind her back. With a few quick zips of its lower tentacle arms, the woman's wrists were crossed and bound with butcher's twine.


"Hey!" Jill protested not realizing that the bondage was part of the process. Her agitation soon faded when she tested the bindings and found herself in a compromised position. As she wiggled within her bonds she actually discovered that now that it happened the thought of being bound turned her on. This realization of the loss of control was starting to do a number on her libido. The sexpot had always secretly wanted to try tie up games and now it was being forced on her.


The robot ignored the meat subject's outburst and continued preparing the blonde as food. It worked more twine about her chest throwing a few loops above and below her juicy melons and even crossed a few loops between her cleavage over her shoulders. The resulting tight knot from behind forced her back to arch thrusting her chest forward provocatively. Jill gritted her teeth for a that moment of tightness to subside. Once her chest was bound she watched in amazement while she shimmied her shoulders back and forth causing her breasts sway and jiggle provocatively. That was really going to get Flanga going, she thought. She giggled to herself seeing her nipples harden with the stimulation of the bondage.


"The meal must not struggle or I shall have to administer a shot of muscle relaxant." The Auto-Chef declared noticing her movements. Jill took the threat seriously and stayed put for now. She didn't want the experience to be cheapened by having to be drugged.


Suddenly robotic tentacles reached out to grab the woman and lifted her into a different position. They placed Jill belly down onto the platter and bent her feet back over her thighs. Kinky thoughts ran through her mind as she laid on the polished metal as motionless as she could muster considering. She giggled once more thinking she must look like a stuffed turkey or suckling pig.


The Auto-Chef rolled about the table scanning the meat girl one more time then stopped at her feet. It's metallic tentacles flicked the bound woman's stilettos off leaving her tiny recently pampered feet bare.


"Hey!" Jill cried feeling her footwear being flopped off falling to the floor. She craned her neck to see what the robot was doing. Anger flared in her pretty blue eyes as the robot scooped up her shoes and proceeded to place them into the incinerator. "What are you doing? Those were Goren Spiknik originals!" The android ignored the meat and flipped the incinerator to life. In a matter of moments her foot apparel was no more. "Oh your master is going to owe me big time once I get out of this…"


The robot continued to ignore the food's protests and returned to prepping her. It's many tentacles lifted her well toned legs and crossed her slender ankles to bind them together with more twine. She wiggled he naked feet testing the binds to find them every bit as tight as the others. Before her legs were placed back down another length of twine was applied above Jill's knees holding her legs firmly together. The young woman's anger slowly started to subside as she figured there was little she could do until Flanga rescued her. She squirmed a little on the platter getting the full feel of being rendered as food. This was such a new experience and surprisingly she was really enjoying it.


"The meat is now secured. Initiating first coating of Algreni Oil…" The Auto-Chef informed as hoses came down from the ceiling. It came around to position itself at Jill's head as its tentacles grabbed the hoses.


"Algreni Oil? Never heard of it." Jill said looking up at the robot but not really expecting a response.


Surprisingly the Auto-Chef did respond. "Algreni Oil is native to Algren Prime in the Vreen System. It is an Abrexian favorite and adds a nice sweet but tangy flavor to human flesh."


"Oh… Flanga will enjoy that!" Jill said happy that the robot was using ingredients that Abrexians would enjoy. "Oh my!" she added when she realized that this oil had been used on human flesh before. She didn't have time to ponder that too long as the hoses suddenly sprang to life spraying her naked backside coating it with a nice dull shine. The woman let out a small yip and flinched the moment as the multiple sprays hit her. She soon calmed once the sweet smelling oil beaded and ran over her bare skin. This foreign oil sent pleasant tickles and tingles everywhere it touched. With Jill being bound and unable to scratch or caress her own body, she was left to wiggle and squirm on the platter. This process was really driving her to the brink. A low moan escaped her lips as mechanical rubber hands moved down from the ceiling compartment to massage the oil into her tender skin. The oil dripped everywhere including down the crevasse between her bubbly butt cheeks. She smiled and shut her eyes enjoying the fact that she was being pampered for the second time in one day. The blond bit her bottom lip and relished the forced relaxation.


But that soon ended as the meat was flipped over to allow the hoses and hands a chance to give nice coating to her front side. Jill squirmed in bliss as the Auto-Chef worked her over. It worked the oil into every nook and cranny of her beautifully toned body. The oil ran so thick she could feel it drip everywhere.


"Mmmm… Forget Trixan 3! I am getting me an Auto-Chef!" Jill purred as the hands groped her meaty breasts and kneaded the fragrant oil in deep. Her nipples were so hard by the groping and her skin was alive with so many different sensations. She couldn't help but wiggle her toes as the oil ran down between them and over her soft soles. Suddenly a hand moved down her abdomen toward her sex. She took a deep inhale as the massaging fingers worked past her clit and down into her labia. Finally once it really worked the oils into the soft skin of her sex, Jill let out a series long pleasured moans well into a lasting orgasm.


The Auto-Chef scanned the meal's state of being and decided it was time for the next step in preparation. It seemed pleased to find that now that the meat had been sexually satisfied it had become more docile and thus easily manipulated for the moment. The machine quickly lifted and positioned the cooing human into a kneeling position as the meat didn't even seem to mind when the robot bent it forward folding it into three layers: shins, thighs and abs.


"Basting complete! Initiating stuffing sequence…" The Auto-Chef stated as the oil spraying hoses retracted into the ceiling compartment and three thicker hoses moved down to replace them.


"Whaa… Stuffing?" Jill's half shut baby blues flew open at those words. She began to quake with fear seeing the thick hoses with their phallic shaped tips move down over her bent body. "No! Wait! No stuffing! NO STUFFING!" the blond cried. But the Auto-Chef had gone back to ignoring her. She was only meat after all.


The culinary android grabbed the three hoses and moved them into position as the woman wailed. There were the two at her backside and one poised at her mouth. Jill grunted and convulsed as the two hoses were plunged into her well lubed sex and anus. They went in deep filling her insides. The soon began to pump the warm stuffing into her body filling her organs with creamy Abrexian delights. The woman barely had enough time to wonder how she was going to get that junk out of her as a forced orgasm rocked her body. She let out a deep moan opening her mouth wide. At that very moment the robot pressed the third hose to her thick lips stuffing its nozzle down her throat. Tears ran down her face as the three hoses raped the woman. She mentally kicked herself for not being more specific with her instructions. Soon her belly grew tight and her lower extremities felt as if they were going to burst.


Just when she thought she couldn't take it anymore, the Auto-Chef pulled the hoses out of the woman and were retracted upward. She only had a moment to take a deep breath before letting out a labored shriek as the robot pressed two blunt plonta potatoes into her pussy and ass to seal the stuffing from leaking. These vegetables where thicker that the hoses and plugged the woman's straining holes well.


Jill strained to yell at the Auto-Chef. "What… the hell… are you doing… to ME?" Her body was a strange mixture of pleasures and pains. The bondage, stuffing, oil and her own mixed emotions were working the woman into a frenzy. She tried her best to maintain control but her mental shell was starting to crumble. It was all just too much for her to take.


"LET… ME… GO!" Jill shouted. "LET ME GO! LET ME GOOOO… Mph!" Finally the Auto-Chef silenced the woman by shoving a juicy plum into her mouth to hold it wide while it sank a bright shinny apple into her teeth thus sealing it. Her thick pouty lips curled about the apple causing it to sink just a little further. Jill's eyes flew wide at the last injustice. Her last piece of freedom and expression was now taken from her. When she finally realized that she was now totally helpless, she couldn't help but sit up and release her biggest orgasm yet while repeatedly moaning into the fruit.


"Meat is not supposed to talk…" said the android while patting Jill's backside. It then chuckled at its own joke before taking the final steps in completing the meal. "One last coating of Xenex Oil, some tasteful garnishes and our human will be ready to serve."


As the last words exited the android's speaker a wide nozzle descended over the woman's head. The Auto-Chef then activated the release valve causing thick gooey oil to pour down over the blond's head. As it seeped down it matted her hair to her scalp and gave a fresh layer of rich golden gleam to her lovely skin.


Jill had little choice but gladly accepted the tangy smelling oil as it covered her generously. She moaned and slowly swayed to allow it full access to her bound form. She enjoyed the feel of its thickness as it mixed with her feelings of helplessness. Some of the android's rubber hands moved about the platter to finish the job. A few were decoratively arranging fruits and vegetables about the platter at Jill's legs, while others evened out the thicker areas where oil caked as well as styled the woman's hair artistically.


"There…" said the Auto-Chef backing away from its work of art. "Human female arranged as it would be in a gourmet restaurant, just as you've ordered" Jill looked herself over as best she could in her bound state, then nodded approval. Even though it had been a bit painful, the woman had to admit she looked good enough to eat. She only hoped Flanga would appreciate what she had gone through.


With that the android lifted the platter and carried it out to the dinning room where it placed the lovely dish on the stone slab table. "Enjoy your meal!" said the Auto-Chef while dimming the lights in the room as it rolled back toward its closet. Jill was alone again with a single light showing down on her. Everything was indeed perfect as she had hoped. Now all she needed was Flanga.

TO BE CONTINUED...

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